On Motherhood & Sanity


Monday, June 16, 2014

time slipping like sand through my hands.... May family self portrait

Cape Cod


Blow time capsules of grainy images
Into the winds of time. Disrupt the mind
From its binary tracks of habitual
Churning of rational reasons. Open
The heart to scents and sensational blues
Of stark northen oceans and frail whispy
Dunes. Remembrances of past vacations
Dislocated, rearranged as future
Forshadowings of sensuous freedom
In time. Breathe the pleasures of towering pines.

Squinting, staring up, and taking in space.
Cosmocologies of sand and water.
Our urbane nature disappearing in

The landscapes of the cape. Roll deep. Today.



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The family self portrait  project started in January 2011. 
I take one portrait of the whole family, myself included, once a month.  
The poem is a 2013 addition by a "ghost" writer

Every family should do this. 

In late 2013 a "ghost" writer joined the initiative and now each photo is accompanied by a poem.

To see previous months click on the links below:


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